I remember being young and dressing up, dancing around, walking the red carpet, posing and playing with make-up. However, my memories are of me hiding in my room hoping nobody would see me and make fun of me. I was always worried that my brothers or worse my sister would walk in and see me all dressed up playing pretend and laugh. I probably carried this fear because I knew if the time came and it was them and not me, I would share the same gesture of making fun and laughing.
I was extremely surprised when my girls invited me and their brothers into their room for their fashion/dance show. The entire time I sat there and watched I just kept thinking, I would never have done this. The more I thought about it the more I realized how loved and blessed my children are. We are home where being yourself is celebrated, pretending is encouraged and when we laugh it is usually together not at each other.
Of course I hold no ill feeling towards my siblings, (for that)! Smile, smile, wink, wink!